Taehyung Oneshots and Sickfics

Small, Smaller, Smallest 2

Original request by bts_armylove_xoxo

Part 2 request by hyuka-rose

warning: eating disorders, depression

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"Screw you."

"What the heck did you say to him?" Hoseok asked. "Jimin?"

"He took away all of my clean shirts so he could clean his room's floor."

"The hell?"

"I know right?" Jimin shrugged. "He's wiping his dirty floor using my clothes."

Jungkook shook his head. "I did not! I only used the clothes that were already in the laundry basket!"

"Don't we have mops or other things that are actually meant for cleaning?" Namjoon asked. "You could've just used-"

"No, but those are in the pantry and that's a long way from my room and... you know, the laundry basket is much, much closer."

"You little shit," Hoseok said. "You're so annoying." The others were helpless with laughter. Hoseok had a grin on his face too.

Taehyung sat quietly. He pasted a smile on his face in case anyone got too concerned. Everyone else was laughing.

He was never the center of attention. He was never cool enough to make everybody laugh like Jungkook did. Taehyung did try. But he just was never enough.

"Jeez, if you're like this, then why am I considered the most lazy one here?" Yoongi asked.

"Stereotypes," Namjoon said. "Just like I'm known as being clumsy, Jin is known as the foodie, Yoongi likes to sleep, Jimin is supposedly cute, Hoseok is cheerful-" Taehyung paid attention to what would be said about him- "-Jungkook is good at everything, and Taehyung is cool."

Taehyung deflated. He was always so excited for this kind of stuff, but he always ended up disappointed. The others always ended up better than him. Namjoon seriously couldn't think up any other adjective?

"I know that." Yoongi scowled. "You didn't have to explain."

"I was just trying to help," Namjoon said, rolling his eyes. "According to you, you know everything."

Namjoon really couldn't come up with anything else? Taehyung frowned. Taehyung wasn't "cool", Taehyung was uncool. He looked stupid all the time. He was lame. It didn't matter what people said to reassure him, he knew it was true.

"Taehyung?" Jimin asked.

He snapped back to the present moment. "Yeah?"

"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah? Why?"

"No, you were just..." Jimin shook his head. "You were muttering to yourself."

Taehyung sighed. He tried to clear the thoughts of his head. "No, I'm fine."

"Take care of yourself," Jimin said. "I know that you're not okay, so don't lie."

"I'm not though."

"Okay."

The conversation fell apart before Taehyung could say anything else. Jimin glanced away from him, making him feel just as insignificant as he was. He was always a side thought for them.

The thought made him flinch. It was painful to think about. Even after everything that he had gone through, Taehyung was still painfully sensitive. If anyone knew how to attack him and what his weak spots were, he would crumple like a house of cards.